Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1887-03-13

cared.
Mis- Simpkins, that stirring, industrious
creature, found him curled up asleep IN an
empty hencoop when she went to axe
down the shutters and open her grocery NJ
) o'clock, as usual, one morning.
She shook him vigorously. Here,
you" said she, "whoSe child are you!
What are you doin' here?' -,
The child sat up suddenly. lie ruDDeu
his eyes, and stared about him.
Whose child are your" repeated MIS-
Simpkins.
Dunno"
How'd you get into that there hen
COOP"
dunno"
She shook him by his ragged collar again.
'None o. yer lynn ter me. What yer
name?"
Dunno" o,,
Don't that bang anything, now
calculated the woman. Tell me yer
name, or I'll take a stick to you, you ut
tie r~iprobate. -
THAT'S it" said the boy. They call
me Little Rip. Pm the fatherless. set
on the church steps. Moll plays she my
mother. We set on the church steps an l
wear a card that saws on it Pity the Bhnd
and the Fatherless.' People comes along
and drops pennies into a tin cup. We was
goin' TO a new place, cause the p'lce iounu
out she wusn't blind. | reckon Mol got
drunk an forgot me, " said he ~compOsediy.
''Say, gimme some breakfast, or I'll show
YOU a circus trick
M. .,f,at ,nnara1 off and lowered MS
bristly head, as if about to butt into the
small grocer wife, goat fashion. He would
undoubtedly have done so, but the wlry
little woman was 1.-the as a cat and strong
On the instant she caught Little Rip, sat
down upon the hencoOp and spanked HIM
fill she was out of breath. The child yelled
like a hyena in the meatime, till all the
windows in the ncighborhoOd were raised
IN see what unearthly noise was about.
''There," said Mis- Simkins, I'll teach
YOU TO sass me, you little nip
He ate ravenously the breakfast she gave
him presently.
Land sake said she to jim Sweet,
''iist look al that child eat! He's got a
face for all the world like a starved young
pigeon. He amt a bad lOOkin' young I'M
either, if he was cleaned up, with them
hlue ewes. If that hair was washed out
and combed, 'twould be as yeller an shiny
"a Pct Carstone's. Looks AZ though his
folks might ha' been somebody"
What the child had told Mis- Simkins was
absolutely all that could he found out
about him. lie was nobOdy's child. No
body could tell whence hr came. He hung
80, g.. fu.n 1aUS Mis-
Simkins fed him. On the third day, she
turned from waiting on a customer, and
coupht the dirty little hand OF this terrible
infant thrust into the tobacco case. lie
,ros stealing her best ten cent cigars. She
nomnced upon him and threw him out OF
the shop in righteous wrath:
trYon little riprobate! Fl | had the
lines oroppd your neck, | bet ye'd stretch
jam, Iomme kitch you in this store agin"'
The child ran of in all haste, N d's-
appeored around the corner. In spite OIL
Mis- Simkins he had distracted IL oil the
cigars. He was minded to learn TO smoke.
He wandered ont into the country. lie
went n long way. so rs TO he sure he was
ont If the sioht of the village, and the
boyvL eve or Mrs. Simkins. Then he lit
the ciglr. and still wandered farther and
farther. He did not know where he was
going. and did not think about it, Little
Rip nut the roll Of weed between MS lips,
and pnfIed away bravelv, staggering ana
taking long steps, as he hau seen young
men do. Shortly he began to ieei very
had. hut he kept StNutly on, with q dt,
vOtion worthy of better CauSc. The"'''i
carrier passed by in his blackboard wagon
''Twas the most rcdiclous sight l eve
seen" said he afterwards. "Thar VII"
the little cuss, lettin' on he WIZ smOkin .
The cigar had n great Ion" ash on it. lie
clitched it between his fingers. less so. like
he'd seen big frllers do. lie was dcsput
ashy around the gills and so sick he stag
gered, hut thar he cooked his mite of Il
head up and went on, rs big rs Gineral
Jackson"
But at last there came n moment when
even little Rips giant will gave ont. His
legs failed him. He felt sure he was dying,
with that awful feeling in his stomach
He was only q baby after all. He Crawled
TO the roadside and lay down beside n hinge
stone. He groaned and cried bitterly. AZ
illsillN 81 Wy bbN NbllH INV w wv, 'll
doesn't dare, when he smokes his first
cigar
That same afternoon Col. Carstone said
to Sam:
"Bring ont Ulysses. must break that
colt. It's going to he 4 tough Job, too,
Rut I'll give him a lesson this afternoon. "
The children's pet had grown a magmii-
cent animal. He was n splendid sorrel,
with 4 thin quivering ~noStril, an arched
neck and a flashing eve. The colonel eyed
him closely as Sam led him from the stable.
Mrs. Carstone came Out with her baby
in her arms To see him mount.
Take care, Tom, dear" sail she. "He
looks wicked"
81 never vet saw the animal | couldn't
| master. And a man who can manage 4
horse can always manage 4 woman.
THEY'RE much alike. EOu must pet and
master them at the same time. The man
who can do that is always 4 very good
fellow, too, I've noticed, eh, wife,
He patted the horse on the neck,
"HO. LvS. no. no. You look a little
ugly, Int We'll sOOn take that out of YOU
The beautiful creature SHE'D and reared,
hut Col. CarStone at length got upOn his
hack. and was off. He was a famous horse,
man, and and m enthusiastic lover Of
horses. OF the colt Ulysses he had great
| expectations. The animal had proved nm.
eXreCtcdly hard to train, however. Tie
behaved right creditahlv that AFTERNOON
though, and his master took him farther
than he had meant to 10, beyond the village,
on the State Line turnpike. It was al
this road that poor little Rip had lair
down, sick enough to die. He was a queer
sight lying there curled around like Z
caterpillar, and making the o~utlandish.
groaniUg noise he was.
The horse saw him and SHE'D desperately.
His master Spurred him on. He refused
To bulge forward a step, bnt turned hal
around backwards, aud danced with rage
and terror. The hoy saw the rearing
plunging horse, and started to run. Thi>
affrighted the beast still more. TIT
coloueIs blood was mp.
stop where you are. YOU imp ofSatan,'
he roared at the hoy. The horse became
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